This is why I was saddened to hear that whippersnapperRN's have been asked to pay for their pins. How can something so sacred be reduced to a financial transaction. Nursing used to be considered a calling, a profession , certainly not an industry like some people frame it today. We are not building machinery. We are caring for the sick. We are descendants of people like Florence Nightingale not Henry Clay Frick.
Somehow, out of respect for nursing's history, the cost of that sacred pin should be factored into the tuition. When I make my first million, I'm setting up OldfoolRN's pin trust and not one WhippersnapperRN will ever pay for her pin. That's just how things should be.
The pin should be awarded by some highly credentialed big shots not your spouse or boyfriend. Its an acknowledgement of your accomplishment and a cherished badge of honor. When the going gets tough and it will, you can look down at your pin and remember that Mr. Hospital Director and Dr. Chief of Staff said you were fit to be a nurse. Moreover, this was witnessed by a slew of other important people
We were pinned at our graduation ceremony by the Director of Nursing with the Medical chief of Staff and Hospital Director looking on. The pin was actually physically pinned to your white uniform with all these bigshots looking on. There are no alumni organizations for my hospital school, but that pin symbolizes a lifetime bond to a place where you shed a lot of tears and sweat.
My pin was worn whenever on duty. We used to try and pull a fast one and "forget" to wear them in the OR, but a reprimand would be forthcoming from a cranky supervisor. I think the pin had even more significance than the cap. They couldn't enforce that "you must wear cap rule" in the OR, but you had to have that pin on no matter what.
I still have my original pin. It's been through the wash many times and I've also had to root through linen hampers and some really unsavory locations to retrieve it. My name and date of graduation is engraved on the back of it. That pin really has to been to hell and back, and I hope to be buried with it so I can follow it back to the promised land if I wind up in a very hot place